Feeling points, the stars of milk Solar mammoth of all cosmic silk Burnin' through the cyber-space land Transforming nucleous, flyin' astralman With the power in his head The universe is dead Moon planted flowers with speedin' power Lick the planets under friendly towers Stealing objects with the burning suns stare Ecilpse the tunnels, running from the bare Dawn love disciples uncoil into stone Forcefield of crimson, eat the suns bones Roam violet rays, in celestial spaciousness Plastic moonbeams, flyin' listlessness With the power in his head The universe is dead